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The Walk

On cracked pavement

I walk,

slow and

cautious,

fearful

of falling,

 

of having to

pick myself up

again.

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The Cycle

You taught me that love is pain

and I believed you.

Now I'm grown

and I know

half the wounds I carry

aren't even my own.

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Bloom

A solitary seed

displaced by the wind

and as I grew

I carried doubts within.

Will I make it through?

Can my roots withstand

when I'm standing alone in

a story unplanned?

 

With no one to mirror

the strength of my core

I couldn't see past

the insecurities I wore,

so when each storm hit

I barely survived

which only surfaced

the shame etched inside.

...

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Epidemic

Arm outstretched,

pale eyes defeated,

is it veins

or anguish

that's unclotted and bleeding,

 

staining ivory skin

and numbing the sound

of memories tainted

woven and bound

to the girl in the corner

who's desperate to drown.

 

Yet as the high rises

so must it fall

and the ivory of her arm

she will stab once more,

 

around the corner

and acros...

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Hidden

The door is closed,

unlocked but

cobwebs make it clear

this door is rarely entered.

 

Paint chipping,

black faded

stain dripping down

cracked glass.

Abandoned yet

familiar,

like deja vu I know

I've entered this door before.

Enticed,

I turn the key.

 

Wrapped in darkness

the echo of my stiletto guides me

one

step

at a time,

time

tick...

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haiku

#1

Clumsily painted

treetops hang crooked under

the blue of snowfall.

 

#2

Violent wind shaves the

withered leaves from their limbs. Soft

rain licks at their wounds.

 

#3

The fury of tides

swallows sand and beach. Darkness

creeps as lightning sinks.

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The Storm

Broken on the ground

she lies naked,

stripped

 

like water by wind,

like glass that can't mend,

yet desperate eyes search --

 

to her left

there is no one,

to her right

only him

 

who left blood on her thighs,

lightning raping the sky,

as the night is stained darker

and the night is inside

 

so she lies

silent,

stripped.

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last night's dream

Layers of voices

fill what little space is open.

My apron is filthy,

worn,

from coffee and syrup

and another sleepness night at the diner.

 

As my pen hits the pad

I'm dizzy with commotion --

               grills sizzle,

                   plates crash,

                       menus open,

                           mouths chomp.

Someone shouts at me.

I rea...

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untitled

The room is a blur

as the water rises.

Message in a bottle.

I've lost him to that bottle.

Crack his face

with the poison

that chains him.

Blood pumps

to the white

of his eyes.

Can you see the cuts?

Shattering as he falls,

the baby moves inside me.

 

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Ivory in her solitude,

pristine to peering eyes,

as perfect as her hair may lie

the lie is buried deep inside.

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